Good Terms
Cough
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‘Good Terms is your friendly neighbourhood emo band,’ they reassure us. The LA band have embraced a DIY approach to get themselves back to what they love about music and ‘Cough’ is a three-track single that will soon find its way into what you love about music, too.
The statement is quickly made. The cut-back first chorus entirely fails to prepare you for the guitar stabs and precision of the first verse. By now it’s too late. You love it. Each piece of this song gets fresh takes through the song, always moving forward, always sucking you in.
The song is about being hooked on cheap fixes:
Do you wish everything was better, or do you just wish you felt better about everything? Sometimes, you’re able to feel the progress you’ve made. Other times, you just wish you could start over. But, no matter what, you always want to cough. And you’re not proud of it.
The flips are equally stunning. ‘Old Friend’ is a bouncing anthem with a guitar flicker in the verse that, honestly, is wonderful – it’s like Old Neon crossed with The Early November and MM@TA. ‘Drive-In’ has an early Fall Out Boy feel to its rhythmic push.
Good Terms deliver emo with the audio equivalent of a scalpel. Everything is precise and cuts right through. We love it.
Cough Lyrics
I just wanna cough
This shit that I’ve been sucking off isn’t strong enough
I think I’ve had too much
I’m tired of this fucking fog and hiding stuff from my mom
These habits I’m not so proud of
These habits I’m not so proud ofThe haze, every fucking day
Makes me feel like everything is okay (when it’s not)
Makes me feel like I got something to say (but I forgot)
So I stopped smoking pot
But every single thought
That I allot to tear myself down
Makes me scared that I never
Fought hard enough to get myself outI just wanna cough
This shit that I’ve been sucking off isn’t strong enough
I think I’ve had too much
I’m tired of this fucking fog and hiding stuff from my mom
These habits I’m not so proud of
These habits I’m not so proud ofWhat’s the point?
I barely feel any joy
Uninspired and unemployed
Last month I cried cleaning out my dusty old toys (where is that boy?)
On a weekday stuck in VA
As my childhood replayed
I snuck away to get wasted in this home I wasted
Can I go back to my lonely basement?Back to the life I forgot?
Relive the time that I lost?
And try again from the top?
I’d trade it allI just wanna cough
This shit that I’ve been sucking off isn’t strong enough
I think I’ve had too much
I’m tired of this fucking fog and hiding stuff from my mom
These habits I’m not so proud of
These habits I’m not so proud of
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